In The Race of life

In the race of life we all have to learn

so we watch and listen until it's our turn

and when number 18 shines on us

we grab the torch with the slightest touch

and when your race is over you pass the torch

for the next generation can go further of course.

  In The Living Years

In the living years we should take the time

To say the things that’s on our mind

But to wait until death is so routine

Because that’s easier or so it seems

But every now and again we remember a time

And have that loved one on our mind

And out of guilt we drop some tears

And wish it was said in the living years.

2 Rappers Gone Home

So deep was the talent so short was the time

their memories still lingers on in my mind

The lyrics I gave much respect

because both stood above the rest

from writers who's published to writers unkown

we still feel love for you

eventhough you're gone home.

Me: My Mother Donna prt.1

Me: My Mother Donna prt.1

Michigan Bloggers: Who Are You? READ OTHERS & Add Yours!!

Michigan Bloggers: Who Are You? READ OTHERS & Add Yours!!

Kelley Gibbons

Writer since 4/1985

                                                           

 Precious Time

  We'll meet again but until then
always remember you are my friend
but I must move on to go get mine

and not take for granted

    "Precious Time"

Kell Gibbons

From the time you wake up you think about it

and start contemplating your day

with no idea which way to go

just hoping things go your way

looking up and down the street

trying to find a fix

be satisfied with ten dollars,

maybe eight, even six

to some people it's a habit

or maybe an addiction

but without it, your life is full

of confliction

everyone do it in their own way

just trying to survive another day

some people do it without

moving a muscle

don't let your mind run wild

it's all just a hustle.

Kell Gibbs

I Kept Thinking

A week and a day was all I knew

and I kept thinking

what was he going to do

treat me so right until I fall in love

But this is just a dream I'm thinking of

And I kept thinking; this is it

finally I can sit back and feel content

Love he gave to me each day

Until he started to fade away

And I kept thinking

though the phone calls was few

until I realized

their is nothing I could do

So I live on without tears of weeping

but for some strange reason

I kept thinking.

 Kell

I Thank You

At times when I lied, you stayed true

I have to say I thank you

When I thought I couldn't make it

you pulled me through

I have to say I thank you

for the gift of words

and the knowledge to know

for the people in my life

who come and go

for me knowing my wrong

so I can make it right

and giving me the strength 

to write through the night

So many things I know I could do

and because I know I say thank you

Kell

The Good Ole Days

 

SoulTrain, The Scene, The Jackson Five

 these are the memories I keep alive.

A dime could buy you a candy

and a dollar could take you very far.

From Red light; Green light

to Mother May I

The Good Ole Days has passed us by

When things go wrong in the world today

I get on my knees and start to pray

and though, we accept life

for the good and bad ways

I still long for the good ole days.



Kell Gibbons

Dreams

You reach and you reach but you just can't seem to touch

and each and everyday you want to give up

the closer you see it; the further it seems

but we have another day to reach our dreams

some call me a dreamer I say i'm blessed

because their are people

who haven't found their dreams yet.

a writer I am but name unknown

but I'll keep trying until the lord call me home

and when I die the label will be

"A Dreamer she was"

but a writer to me.

When I get out

You sit on the porch and drink your wine

I'm using every minute of my time

stay up all night and scream and shout

I'll see you when I get out

you stay here while I move there

go ahead and act like you don't care

you say you're stuck and left behind

I say you can do it if you find the time

no matter how long or hard it seems

I have to stay focus on my dreams

but I'll come back without a doubt

and try to help you when I get out

and if you're ready you can come with me

and you'll realize you were always free

to work hard at being your best

and put all those cliches to rest

but if your'e not ready, I'll wave goodbye

just don't regret and start to cry

so when you read of my where abouts

remember I offered

"When I get out"

Precious Time 

We'll meet again but until then
always remember you are my friend
but I must move on
to go get mine
and not take for granted
                                precious time.

Tribute To Malice Green

You can erase the face but the message is still there

we're not blind to see you just don't care

each time you come to erase the face

it'll be right back like an athelete in a race

so carry your hatred to your grave if you dare

and when god ask :

"Why didn't you care".

WHY I WRITE

Financial gain is not why I write
I write for the pleasure
the pure delight
my words represent the way I feel
they help me keep my world real
my time I write
preferably at night
it keeps me at peace
that's why I write.

  



The Hats

I love my hats

but they don't represent me

they give me an opportunity to be free

but also show a little personality

rather they're red, black, tall or wide

I wear my hats mainly outside

and I sort of feel good as a matter of fact

I guess that's why I wear my hats.

From the Cradle to the Grave

From out of the womb up to momma's arm
life will explode like a clock alarm
laying in the cradle or the rocking chair
and as much as you try; no one cares
crawling on your knees and pulling stuff down

almost ready to walk around

While stumbling on the floor

almost ready to walk out the door

The things on the street, you start to crave

from lack of discipline you start to behave

Misbehaving on purpose for attention you need

Searching for love until your heart starts to bleed

with a bleeding heart, you just don't care

and you search for love anywhere

Anywhere is now; living in a cave

and that's what took you from the cradle to the grave.

People Underground

I see them sleep and beg for food
trying to get help

while we treat them rude

some want help

while others don't care

but who are we to judge

now don't you dare

People underground is what they're called

depending on your city

if you care at all

if you take time to talk to a few

you'll realize they're just like me and you

so the next time you see them

don't stare with a frown

offer some help to the people underground.

Too Young

So sweet the taste to sour the mood
had to tell him but didn't want to be rude
just over twenty-one in his day in age
but once I met him my whole world changed
hard as a rock but soft to the touch
because of the age
I knew we wouldn't achieve much
much too young couldn't break the rules
but I sure felt like a child in school
we spent some time, had lots of fun
goodbye baby,
you're much too young.




_Kelley Gibbons

Family Tree

There's nothing more precious
than family to me
but the branches are broken
on my family tree
rumors, nosiness and the
gossiping voice
leaves me with only
one choice
to plant and
grow my own tree
and pray this family
will show more respect
for me.


_Kelley Gibbons

WE MAKE THE CHILDREN

When we lay down and conceive
it's up to us to believe
that children could be good or bad
as long as we remember what we had
A childhood that kept us free
and gave us our dignity
We must give to them
what was given to us
And we must introduce them
to Jesus
So before you lay
Look back on when
and remember we make
the children.


_Kelley Gibbons